As I’m standing in the spotlight I see look-alikes swiftly passing by But none of them pull off That red dress like you do
And I follow very thorough Each and every one in my mind But all roads lead to home Where rooms are filled with memories
You’ve always had me caught Between the fire and your vicious sensuality Playful debauchery I’d never would have thought That everything would end up in this way
As you take me by the hand And lead me down memory lane A love in black and white With hints of perfume in the air
You hold on to the leading role Despite the fact that you’re long gone But no-one would be able To replace this femme fatale anyway
With passion and despair You always lured me into petty ambiguity Mental disparity If only I had said That life would stop being the same